Pray or Prey (closed)

[CharChar123]

Vanessa trembled as she heard Torsten curse. She herself didn't curse, unless there was a really good reason to. Hearing him do so made her purr, pleased at herself for pleasing her mate.

She also loved his hands on her hair. She felt owned when he grabbed her, unlike the centuries she had spent alone, without a place. It was such a little thing that drove her crazy, reminding herself of the new love she felt for Torsten.

She sucked harder, making up for the slow pace with enthusiasm. Her hand on his balls tightened, inducing them further as he moved her head back and forward. she could tell he was close now; his pace increased slightly and his member twitched in her mouth.

She hummed.

A simple single toned hum, intended solely to give him vibrations. they would surely tip him over the edge.

"Hmmmm. Hmmhmmm."

 

[a_libertine]

Never having experience the vibrations of a hum pulsating through his cock, Torsten's eyes rolled into the back of his head, his grip tightening on Vanessa's hair. His back arched head and feet supporting his body as the unfamiliar sensations racked his body.

A gentle tug, with a light twist of her tongue around his sensitive head set his balls off. Releasing their load unexpectedly, Torsten gelt one of Vanessa's fangs penetrate the fleshy meat of his member, intensifying the orgasm.

His blood, his seed, flowed from him like his emotions, filling mouth as he filled her heart.

 

[CharChar123]

She couldn't help it.

After feeling his member jump in her mouth and his balls contract in her hands, Vaness bit down. His blood spilled into her mouth as well as his seed, and she drank eagerly. She would never get tired of his taste, the sweetness of his seed mingling with the savoury of his blood. She could see his thoughts as they raced through her mind.

They were all of her, of how he perceived her beauty. She smiled as she healed him and pulled away. She growled and crawled up his body, assaulting his neck with amourous kisses.

The sun was about to rise, Vanessa could feel her power depreciate. "Torsten, I love you," she groaned onto his now moist neck.

 

[a_libertine]

Torsten craned Vanessa's head back and whispered, "I love you Vanessa."

The sun's first rays lit the peaks of the Alps and Torsten felt his body begin to stiffen with the rigor mortis of day, and managed to whisper, "I hate this part" as death reclaimed him for the day.

The day passed and evening arrived.

Torsten rolled over and clenched Vanessa's face in his hands. His face descended toward hers his mouth crushing hers. His tongue rammed passed her lips, finding hers.

Vanessa's legs spread slightly allowing Torsten to settle in between them, and with a moan, he pressed his hard member against her folds.

 

[CharChar123]

In Torsten's bed, with his body so close to hers, the day passed quickly. And as soon as the sun had set, he was upon her again with but a blur of their bodies. His member, hard already, poked at Vanessa and obediently she spread her legs, allowing his cock to press against her slickening hole.

His mouth dominated hers, the kisses he gave her possessing the same ownership as the previous ebening. Again, she found herself accepting him, both into her sex and into her non-beating heart.

Vanessa wrapped her arms around him, her hands grapping on his flesh as if she didn't want to let him go.

He slid into her, and back out of her. His hips gained pace with every movement, and soon he was truly fucking her. "Torsten!" she gasped, her eyes glazing over with pleasure.

 

[a_libertine]

Torsten drilled his member harder and harder into Vanessa, driving her headlong toward an orgasm. Before she reached it, he pulled out of her, then began kissing his way down her body.

His lips wrapped around her nipples tongue lashing each one with a furious light touch. Lower and lower Torsten worked his way down her torso, until arriving at her crotch.

Vanessa's lips glistened in the pale light, her juices collecting along the folds of her skin. Slithering his tongue forward, Torsten gently licked Vanessa's quim off of her lower lips. Finding the taste erotic and fascinating, Torsten lowered his face toward her, his tongue forking its way into her opening, lapping her juice from Vanessa.

 

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Vanessa groaned at the thrill of his tongue on her hard nipples. His mouth trailed further down, leaving a cool moist trail on her skin until he reached her core.

It was slick with her juices, and as Torsten licked and sucked on her heat she felt herself reach her peak. She trembled, his tongue driving her over the edge. "Torsten!" she shrieked loudly, her idle hands grasping at the bedsheets. She panted with strong heavy breaths, the scent of her release dense enough in the air to taste.

She sat upright, shuffling to sit on his lap. His cock, head swollen and shaft twitching, poked at her again. She used her hand to put him inside of her, and she gasped at she was stretched by him. She slowly moved up and down, allowing his member to slide smoothly in and out of her.

 

[a_libertine]

Torsten grabbed Vanessa's hips as she began rising and falling like the piston in a high performance engine, picking up speed, their desires commingling like their bodies.

As their passions built, Torsten's mouth worked across Vanessa's neck until he found her vein, then inserted his fangs.

Rolling her over onto her back while taking a deep drought of her blood, Torsten began slamming his hips into Vanessa faster and faster. As his passion reached its peak, his balls began pumping his hot seed deep into Vanessa.

 

[CharChar123]

Vanessa groaned, her eyes rolling back into her head as she was fed from. Her sex throbbed and contracted as Torsten mercilessly rammed into her as he drank. She shuddered, coming and convulsing once, twice, three times before Torsten poured his hot seed inside her.

Torsten collapsed onto her, his weight comforting and familiar to Vanessa. They were still joined, their bodies united, when Vanessa heard the sound.

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Torsten pulled away from her neck, looking at the door. Vanessa was stubborn, drawing Torsten back to her with her hands. "This time we are really on holiday." she said, her lips seeking his. She gave him a begging kiss, but he insisted on opening the door.

"Open this door right now!" and unfamiliar voice shouted through the door. "In the name of the Prince!"

 

[a_libertine]

Torsten lay on Vanessa and tried putting the sounds of the door being banged on out of his mind, his hands running across her smooth skin. He nestled into her body, putting the world at large aside for the briefest of moments.

A loud BOOM could be heard from the front of the house as the door was kicked in by a powerful leg. Before Torsten could fully roll off of Vanessa a giant of a vampire stood at the door way to the bedroom. Standing almost 2 meters tall he hand long blond hair that was braided with a shaggy beard that reached his chest.

"Vanessa, the Prince requires the presence of both you and your child." A glint of wicked amusement glinted in his eye as he said, "Please do resist the order."

 

[CharChar123]

Vanessa hissed when the bare-chested guard busted the doors open and stood looking at them. They were in a… compromising position, having just finished mating. Her eyes met the greens of the male in front of her, and he smiled wickedly.

"Please do resist the order?" she smiled just as wickedly, pushing Torsten from her completely before wrapping herself up in the sheets. From his scent Vanessa could tell that the vampire was younger than her, but not young enough that she could hypnotize him completely. "Are you telling me you have orders to physically drag me to his court if I do not comply? I like your sense of humour."

She looked at the tattoo on the guard's chest, which showed his rank among the other guards. He was quite high up, a commander of sorts.

"Brother, tell me what happened to the other fools who tried to order me around? It would be nice to hear that they got punished."

The guard laughed maniacally, and Vanessa used the chance to subtly use her influence. "I will be out there with you in a minute. Let us get dressed and round up. Wait for us outside." The small suggestion was taken and he left the house, waiting outside the broken front door.

"When we go to the Prince you must not let them know you were a Hunter," Vanessa whispered as she rolled off the bed to retrieve Torsten's clothes.

 

[a_libertine]

Torsten and Vanessa dressed quickly and headed downstairs. The justicar stood just inside the doorway, the remains of the shattered door crunching beneath their feet. Torsten shot a look at the door and then glared at the third vampire.

The imposing old viking smiled broadly at Torsten, as if trying to bait him into a fight. Torsten felt anger swelling up inside him, an anger unlike any he had felt before, barely keeping it reigned in. Visions of pulverizing the giant in front of him.

Stepping into the limo Torsten settled into the opulent cushion next to Vanessa and watched as the Munich skyline whizzed passed them in a blurring speed. The conversation between the three vampires was non existent as the car finally pulled up to an extremely large mansion that appeared to be several centuries old.

Stepping into the foyer of the mansion, the wealth of the owner was apparent in everything, the frame of the mirror to their left was gilded in gold, the mirror itself so old that the images reflected blurry form the distortion of age.

A soft voice carried from the room off to the side, "So, this is the child that you would tell a king no for?"

 

[CharChar123]

Vanessa and Torsten followed after the guard into the Prince's mansion. It looked the same as it had those few centuries ago, when it was first built. The building was beautiful, its stone walls rustic and majestic all in one. Vanessa resisted the urge to hold Torsten's hand- it would not go down well with the Prince if she displayed her affection to her mate.

The small but strong voice that drifted towards her filled her with so many memories that Vanessa was speechless for a few moments. "My lord," she said, not answering his question smoothly, "such a pleasure it is to speak with you again." She nudged Torsten in the direction of the voice- round the corner- and knelt before the figure seated there.

"This is my child, Torsten." she said, gesturing to her mate.

 

[a_libertine]

Torsten followed Vanessa around the corner and stopped short at seeing the 'prince' or 'king.' His was the most famous face of all of Bavaria, the only King that ruled whose popularity lasted past his death.

Ludwig the Second. The swan king, patron of the arts, most famously of Richard Wagner.

Torsten immediately dropped to a knee, his head bent so low that his brow nearly scrapped the marble floor. "My King," he muttered solemnly.

"So Vanessa, why is it you created a child without my prior permission?" The king asked.

 

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Vanessa frowned for a split second before ironing her features into a flat expression. "My lord," she began, still knelt down, "to be honest, creating Torsten was a last minute decision. The circumstances were... unfortunate, shall we say. It was impossible to detain him to gain your permission."

She looked sideways at Torsten, allowing herself to smile. "I was just letting Torsten get used to our lifestyle. If you had waited another week I would've come to you of my own accord."

She looked back up to the Prince, raising one eyebrow suspiciously. Vanessa's mind wandered back a dozen decades, when the Prince had just been Turned. She had helped him hunt when his creator, Gudden, had deserted him. From then on the Prince had tried to court her, but she would politely refuse, even after he had taken over the previous Prince of vampires.

"My guess is that you were eager for an excuse to see me again."

 

[a_libertine]

The prince ran his fingers through his black hair and said in a nearly happy voice, "Eager? Why of course, I was eager to see you my dear Vanessa."

Stepping down from the throne that had held the tails of so many monarchs of Bavaria, Ludwig walked over to the two of them kneeling before him. Grabbing the hair, the prince yanked Torsten's head back and examined the young vampire.

"Your Torsten has the eyes of a predator Vanessa. Tell me what did he do as a human? " The prince asked.

 

[CharChar123]

Vanessa watched the Prince approach with caution. His path led to Torsten, where he yanked his hair up to examine her mate's face. Torsten's yelp of agony make Vanessa wince and his expression held terror and fear. She hated when Torsten was being hurt. It was a mental pain as well as the physical pain of being joined by blood.

"My Prince," she said reverently, "I beg you to stop hurting him. He is still very young, quite unstable, and there is a bloodbond between us."

The prince kindly removed his hands from Torsten's hair, and Vanessa could hear his sigh of relief. The Prince gazed intently at Vanessa, imploring her to tell him what Torsten did in his former life.

"He was a killer," she started, half truthfully. "Specially trained to destroy. He was lethal, just give him a weapon and he would use it to easily dispose of his target." She tried to change the subject. "But do we not all have predatory eyes? We are children of the night, after all."

 

[a_libertine]

"Indeed Vanessa, we are. But some of us were children of the night prior to becoming one, weren't we Torsten?" Ludwig's eyes never left Torsten's head, his antipathy for Vanessa's child a heavy fog that permeated the air among the three of them.

Torsten glanced up and said, "Of course, me liege."

Ludwig's face clouded slightly as he stood, suddenly he commanded, "Leave us Torsten, I have something to discuss with your mistress."

Torsten stood, glanced once at Vanessa and then Ludwig and backed his way from the chamber.

As the door closed, Ludwig stepped up to Vanessa and asked, "Why him?"

 

[CharChar123]

Vanessa watched Torsten back away slowly, his eyes shifting between her and the Prince. The Prince's hatred for Torsten was apparent, and it made Vanessa uncomfortable. So much power was at his disposal; a flick of his wrist could sentence him to death.

When Torsten was safely out of the room, Vanessa looked up to her lord, who had approached her. It was customary to stay knelt down before royalty until dismissed or released. Although Vanessa was physically more powerful than the monarch before her, she was traditional-minded and respected him enough to remain knelt at his feet.

"My king, I know not why I care for him as I do. These feelings are foreign to me; I did not even think they existed before a week or so ago."

She saw his face ripple and tighten as he clenched his jaw. She needed to calm him. Looking up at him, she whispered delicately, "If I had known years ago that this love was possible, I would have tried. I would definitely taken you as a mate if I could feel these feelings for you. But as for now, and forever more, my soul is joined with his."

She bowed her head down, her forehead brushing his feet briefly before she rose. "My Lord, if anything happened to him, it would completely destroy me," she said sincerely.

 

[a_libertine]

Sickly laughter filled the chamber as Ludwig looked at Vanessa. "Now that is one of the most tempting things I have heard in fifty years, Vanessa."

The prince prowled around the chamber, stopping next to her, Ludwig whispered, "Would you die, so that he may live, Vanessa?"

 

[CharChar123]

Vanessa looked up at the Prince when he said the words. He was, quite obviously, tempted to harm Torsten. She felt a shiver of anguish go through her spine. She had been telling the truth earlier; if anything happened to Torsten she couldn't imagine the pain she would feel.

And then, in a cold, angered whisper, he asked her: "Would you die, so that he may live, Vanessa?"

Vanessa frowned. An immediate part of her minds said 'no' straight away. But that was the old her. The one who didn't know love and Torsten. Self preservation, an ever-present vampire instinct, told her to say no. But her heart, it said 'of course.' She would lay down her life for Torsten, her mate.

"Yes," she whispered. "I would do anything to keep him safe."

 

[a_libertine]

Torsten was pacing the hall outside the chamber where Vanessa and King Ludwig were holed up. Two guards stood outside the door, their backs to it, eyes shifting in response to each of Torsten's movements.

Torsten watched them carefully his mind processing which of the guards posed the greater threat to him.

*~*~*~*~

Ludwig watched Vanessa carefully as she paused a moment before answering. That pause was all he needed. There was still a chance to win her away from Torsten. Not yet was she so enthralled to her child that she would act without hesitation.

Ludwig ran a finger along Vanessa's spine, her body responded to its memory of his touches and her nipples hardened under him. Turning her toward him, Ludwig ran his hands across her flat stomach until they met in the middle. Yanking his hands out left and right, the fabric of her blouse gave way easily, exposing her naked torso to her Prince.

 

[CharChar123]

Vanessa watched the Prince circle her again. She felt weak, vulnerable, on her knees before him, and uncomfortable when her back was to him.

She felt a firm finger trail down her back, and she squeezed her eyes shut. She shuddered slightly, trying to control her body. The Prince was touching her, she thought hysterically. He shouldn't be.

She then felt his hands grasp her shoulders, and turn her body to face him. She refused to look at him; she didn't want him to think she wanted him. As his hand caressed her stomach and found the centre of her blouse, she shut her eyes.

Buttons flew and dropped haphazardly onto the ground around her. The sound of tearing echoed in the air and she hissed reflexively. Silencing herself, she stole a look at her Prince. He looked lovingly at her flesh, eyeing her swollen, perky mounds and their pebbled nubs.

"My lord!" she said, covering herself with her arms. "Torsten is my mate! I am claimed already! Please, must you?"

 

[a_libertine]

"My lord!" she said, covering herself with her arms. "Torsten is my mate! I am claimed already! Please, must you?"

Ludwig laughed at Vanessa's play at modesty and emotions. "Oh please Vanessa. He has been your mate for what? Two days? Three? For more than two decades I made you body sing as you played with mine."

His right hand trailed up Vanessa's skin goose pimples raising and lowering as he worked his fingers closer and closer to her breast.

With a low throaty whisper, "I am your King as well." It sounded exactly as intended an ill disguised, yet quite ominous, threat.

 

[CharChar123]

Vanessa frowned at him, at his scornful response. Yes, she had been with him, but that was before he had become king, before he had lived even a decade in his second life. She had told him that it was only out of convenience that they had had sex.

"It matters not how long we have been mates," she breathed, "We are still mates."

His comeback made her stomach drop, her eyes widen. Was that a threat? A threat to her and Torsten's safety.

"Ludwig," she muttered, addressing him by name, "I am taken." She regarded him, gauging his resolve, and when she realized he wouldn't give in, she lowered her gaze and dropped her arms. She exposed herself to him.

She dared not leave, lest Torsen be harmed.